Recidul

I am in a house. We are looking for a new home for ourselves. The one we're checking actually looks like the house in which I lived some years ago. It only has four rooms in it. A large kitchen with the sitting room beside it (these are the ones that look like my old home), a bedroom with seven large beds in it (as large as the sitting room and the kitchen together) and a fourth, gigantic room, as large as the three previous rooms together, with lots of stuff in it in piles. I go to the back of the room, where it somehow meets the kitchen, although the rooms didn't form a circle of any kind. Somewhere at this point I realise I'm dreaming. I like this dream and decide to stay in it. I wander in the house for a while and wake up.